User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190717172104/@comment-4677325-20190802220532

The infirmary was thankfully quite empty, only a few sickbeasts lying in the clean beds, most of them napping. Upon seeing Bluestripe, Willow immediately sprang to a sitting upright position in her own bed beside the window, a smile broadening across her small features, ignoring the pain in her side from moving so quickly. “Mister Bluestripe sir, hi!”